wrinkled man

he was the second man – a left behind
curve that was turning – a fault that was
burning – a free fall of the fallen – a make
believe gift unopened – a break and a
schism – collapsing and relapsing – a vacation
of and away from a love that was departing –
an addition of the taken – a worry hurry and a
scurry – movement in and anger out –
breathing simple words left unspoken…

This one stopped me in my tracks. Amazing rhythm. A “left behind curve that was turning.” And all those lovely word sounds turning into the next sound. This poem also gives me many stories about the man. Beautiful!!